Feel abandoned or rejected by the world? I do not reject your sadness. I stand with your not pretending to be other.
“God has a plan.” It’s big. And tiny. And somewhat untidy?
My re-solution? My again-solution. Is it chosen? Or shown?
Even if we start out with all good intentions, self improvement leads to the expectation that others should be improving themselves also.
Sometimes when things feel a little grim to me, I forget. I *am* being loved.
Despite how desperately you wish to embody some ideal, you can’t. Logically, ideals cannot be fully embodied by ANYbody.
We are not mere thinking machines; we are feelers as well.